So she leant forward and began lapping at April's wet pussy. April looked nervous, but soon stretched her legs wider and archer her back, letting out ...ittle moans of encouragement. The sight of my mom eating out my sister as April squeezed her tits and pinched her own nipples, and mom's pussy slipping back and forth over my cock was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. I went to town, losing myself to the sensations, sights, sounds, smell of the primal fucking which we were now all. "We were not allowed to dress while we were with those men and, other than having to prepare the meals, we had no duties. Beyond the regular rape of the fourth girl, we were not mistreated, and she seemed to become accustomed to it. We were given a bar of soap and required to bathe every day, if it was practical. They never told us what they planned for us, but we deduced from listening to their conversation that they planned to sell us to a particular slave dealer when we reached Oklahoma. His cock was sticking up just between the box and his fat stomach, and no one’s could see it but me.So, I sat up and put my hand on his crotch. Then, I started slowly wanking him off through his pants. He laid his head back on the seat and moaned softly. So, I unzipped his pants and pulled his dirty old man cock out. Then, I looked around to see if anyone could see. The few people on the bus seemed to be sleeping. It was late at night. No one was looking.So, I bent down and licked it, it was a. Gwen told me they couldn't help noticing the thrust of my girlish bustline and the faint outline of bras, panties, and garters under my clothes. They cooed that they just adored my slim, sexy figure and the way I now swished as I walked. Once the initial shock wore off, I didn't mind them knowing. They were my girlfriends and I actually felt relieved that they now knew my secret.Under their coaxing, I revealed everything; my history of cross-dressing, how Melissa had taken control of our.